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A wave breaks on a distant shore
and all sound stops
forever.
No voice is carried on the breeze.
No one tells me,
“I’ll be home soon.”
Somewhere on the horizon
a bird flies toward the sun.
But it drops lower,
and darkness is all that’s left
to meet its tired wings.
My feet drag through the sand
and time stops
forever,
No waves break in the night,
and my tears tell me
I’ll never be home again.

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